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I used to belive that down feathers came from baby ducks and when they plucked out the feathers they would set the back into the wild but they would die since they had no feathers. its sad i know my sister told me that.
I used to think that if a fly didn't bleed when it was swatted, it would come back to life.
When I was about 4 or 5 I had a dog and a hamster. One day hamster just dissapeard. I was sure, that he escaped from the cage and stucked behind bed or someathing... few months later I was alone at house and i was absolutely sure (!), that I saw my dog swallowing a hamster. I tried to make dog vomit hamster and screaming to dog to give the hamster back. Yesterday my parents told my that the hamster just died. So dog swallowing hamster had to be somedind of halucination... But I believed that I really saw it for a very very long time. (sorry for english)
When i was younger my dog died, I asked my grandma where she went and she replied " doggy heaven" from then on i believed there was thousands of heavens. EX: doggy heaven cat heaven fish heaven.
In the summer my mum dried watermelon(green) seeds on a dish near the window, I used to believe that she left dead ladybirds drying in the sun.
I used to have a dog named Piper who was a black Labrador. We were best mates and as a child I spent most of my time playing with him. One day my parents said that we had to send Piper away to a farm because he has more space there (we were moving house). It wasn't until about 2 months ago (I'm 18) that I discovered he was really put down! Turns out 'going to a farm' is the nice way to say it to a kid. I was shattered!
My goldfish was looking a bit wobbily and sick - I knew a few harsh facts of life and understood that sometimes pets had to be "put to sleep" and that this was for the best - so I flushed it. It wasn't until a few years later that I realised I had forgotten to kill it first.
Until my friends told me that Bambis mom died, i thought she had just walked over the hill! i guess Nemos mom just went away with the shark for a while then...
I believed that when animals like cows and pigs were put to sleep by needles like pets were. Sadly when I watched the news at age 9 I found out the sad truth.
My dalmatian dog, Kim, died when I was three and my mum and dad explained that he had went to a better place. Since then I would only let my mum buy a particular brand of dog food for our other dog becuase there was a dalmatian used in one of their commercials, therefore it must be Kim and this brand was the best if it makes him happy. I was so upset later when the advert stopped running and the dog never came home, they had to explain all over again.
this is not my own belief
When I was babysitting for a catholic family, their 4-year-old boy once strated talking about a rat in the garage. He said: "We had a big rat in the garage, and then Daddy shot the rat with his shotgun, and then the rat died and went up to Heaven." We (his older siblings and me) tried to convince him that rats canīt go to heaven, but he insisted on it. Finally he said: "OK, but cats and dogs always go to heaven, because they are good."
When my guinea pig died when I was about 6, I wrote all these letters to her addressed to "Heaven" and put them in the mailbox. I am 15 now and was looking through my memorobilia and I found all the letters hidden in a corner. My mother kept them and hid them from me.
When I was a little girl my Dad told me that if horses laid down they would die.
I was in my thirty's before I found out otherwise.
i never under-stood what'put to sleep' ment. i thought they'd give the animal a tray of warm milk, and sing lullabyes until my friend found out that i didn't know in 4th grade, and told me.
i wish she hadn't, i was depresed for a few days after
i used to belive that if you eat a slug you whould always have the slime that slugs have dripping from every hole in your body, then my dog eat one i thought he was going to die.
Theres a graveyard back where I used to live, where I grew up, and when i was about 5 or so (think id seen the lion king 1 too many times) I used to think there was an elephants graveyard over a fence i couldnt see over...and i believed it until i was old enough to see over the fence - so a good 7 years i was fooled!
When I was about 3, a stray dog had a litter of pups in our garage. We had a small hill right behind our house and as the puppies got older, they would run all over the yard including the hill. Then one day my mom said, "One of the puppies didn't make it." I thought she meant it didn't make it up the hill. I believed this until I was 10 years old.
I believed that all Cats were female, and all Dogs were male, and wondered why they hated each other, since they had babies (puppies and kittens) together.
When i was 4, my cat died.I wrote a letter to him telling him how much i missed and loved him, tied it to a balloon, and 'sent it' to heaven thinking god would find it and read it to him.
My mother told me that my cat had gone to live with an old lady who needed a cat to take care of her.
I sincerely believed her for a long time. As I grew up, it turned into a sort of a resentment.
Then she told me it wasn't true, quite a few years later, and that the cat actually met a rather horrible death.
I didn't know what to feel.
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